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Six years ago, Blake remembered it like it was yesterday. Watching my family being engulfed in flames, screams in the night akin to wailing banshees, and vampires attacked every member of his family with their sharp canines.

My father, a strong warrior fighting against terrible evil, told me with hard eyes, “Run, my little brave one. Never look back.”

His father pushed me against the forest, and my family died from the vampire attack. 

I’d been on the run for six years in the underground tunnel; darkness became my world until one day the underground tunnel was discovered by the vampires. 

They entered the tunnel like a deadly wave, capturing each individuals like me on the run, and I grabbed a sword, and I slashed the golden-masked man in the front.

However, the mask didn't break, and the cold eyes stared at me like ice, and the man reached out to grab my thin neck, and he said in a low voice laced with menace, “Young one, you are the first one who dared to attack me openly.”

His smile became sinister, and he threw me to the ground with a painful thud to my spine, and his words brought a chill to my heart, but it didn't erase the hate in me. 

Despite me trembling with fear, I did something bold and outrageous.

I spat in his face.

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Can Blake, who grew up in the underground tunnel, survive as a tyrant vampire prince’s slave? Come and find out! Read and find out what happens next.

The Vampire Prince’s Slave (BL)

In that moment I realized the prince was toying with me.

His eyes gleamed with enjoyment, like playing with a trapped mouse under his palm.

He released me, and I took a deep breath to calm my raging heart. The prince gave me some space to straighten out my scattered thoughts.

He went back to his comfy seat, and with a faint smile he said, "That's where you're wrong. I don't need you; I can always find someone to work for me."

I looked at the prince with a frown. "Someone with no influence from the palace. You need someone fully easy to control."

The prince nodded, and he said, "Yes, but I can tell you're a person with a strong mind, so I'll have to deal with that. It's better than dealing with a crybaby easily frightened."

His words brought a small warmth, but I shoved it down. It has no place here. I won't trust him.

The prince smiled at me, and he said, "About that punishment, you'll walk outside until we reach the palace."

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